The eldest lady is soft and soft, but the surly prince dotes on her openly and secretly.

Yu Jinhe rubbed his nose in disbelief, "A thing without eyes is not worthy of your anger."

"Oh." Yu Zhuo twitched the corner of his lips, "You haven't been home for so many days and you don't even want to call me daddy?"

Yu Jinhe coughed lightly. She was really the kind of person who had very complicated feelings about blood and family ties. She had almost never called her biological father like this in her previous life. However, looking at Yu Zhuo's faint eyes, she didn't really want to disappoint him and shouted, "father."

The few people who followed looked at the wounds in her hands and were even more certain that this was the merchant who had just been tyrannical on the street. But what was the use? She was the daughter of the Prime Minister who held her heart dearly, and there was no way she would hand her over to them. .

"What? If you haven't left yet, you don't really want to take my daughter away, right?" Yu Zhuo squinted at the servants of the Grand Master's Mansion, "Isn't the Grand Master's daughter about the same age as my daughter? I guess I should pay her a visit at her house?"

The servant laughed twice and left quickly.

Yu Zhuo rolled up his sleeves and snorted, "Bloody bones."

He lowered his head and looked at Yu Jinhe for a few times, then turned and left with a straight face, but he was still asking, "When will the doctor come?"

Yu Jinhe glanced at the little girl who was standing blankly on the side, beckoned her to follow, then stepped forward, hesitated, and took Yu Zhuo's arm almost without any guidance, and softened it a little. His tone was a bit awkward and he wanted to act coquettishly, "Ahem. Dad, are you angry?"

She had never done anything so unconventional in her life, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

Yu Zhuo glanced at her lightly and said, "I think you want me to be so angry."

"How could it happen? Dad, don't be angry. I, I didn't mean it. Don't argue with me." Yu Jinhe pinched his sleeve and shook it.

Yu Zhuo looked at her clumsy and confused look and shook his head slightly, "You are becoming less and less like before. It's because I was busy with government affairs and neglected to educate you. But I heard that you were living well in that bandit village. Shuiqi is actually very powerful, and she deserves to be my daughter."

"Ah? Ah, Dad, aren't you angry? Don't you dislike me for ruining your reputation?" Yu Jinhe asked in a low voice.

Yu Zhuo stopped and rubbed her head, "My reputation is not important. It is just a few gossips from outsiders. Just do what you like. Although I don't know how the bandit leader is better than you." It's better to stay at home quietly, but I respect your choice."

Yu Jinhe's nose felt sour, "Dad."

"Don't be so moved, but don't make yourself like this again. If there is any danger and you don't have enough food and clothing, come back at any time. Don't show off outside. Even if you are a useless person for the rest of your life, I can still afford it."

Yu Jinhe pursed his lips, nodded slightly, and said rather embarrassedly, "Then you know everything I did before?"

"You don't really think that Meng Qi was summoned by King Jing, do you?" Yu Zhuo sighed, "Your husband is not brave enough to openly oppose the Grand Master."

"Oh."

"Let's have a meal at home before leaving." Yu Zhuo looked at his sister behind him, who was staring straight at him, and considered for a moment, "This is your subordinate's sister, let's stay and have a meal together. "

Yu Jinhe said stiffly, "You even investigated this."

"I don't worry about you staying in the bandit's den. The outside is not as good as the house. There are everyone there." Yu Zhuo said lightly.

Amei quickly lowered her head, fearing that the strange color in her eyes would be discovered. It was hard for her to explain how she felt now. She was jealous and envious. She knew that Yu Jinhe had a good family background, but she didn't expect that her family was so good. She had She always thought that Yu Jinhe was wandering around with her family because they treated her poorly. She didn't expect that her family was so open-minded and gentle. Her husband was in a high position and her father was extremely powerful. In other words, no matter what she did outside, There are people carrying baskets, no wonder they are so confident.But...why?

Why is it that she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, loved by thousands of people, and could have food and clothing for the rest of her life as long as she wanted to? It was just a daily interest to live with them, while people like them were homeless as soon as they were born, and had no food to eat. Next meal, even the dowry only consists of a ridiculous piece of soap?

I guess Yu Jinhe saw her cheap but treasured soap at that time and thought it was very ridiculous. She probably felt dirty even when using it to soak her feet.

Yu Jinhe called her several times, but when she didn't respond, he lightly patted her shoulder. The man suddenly took a few steps back, almost falling down in embarrassment.

Yu Zhuo frowned, grabbed her wrist, and said in a cold voice, "Are you okay?"

Amei looked at him blankly, the strong and warm touch on his wrist made her lust for a moment, only for a moment, because the force was quickly withdrawn.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I..." Amei said, her ears slightly red.

Yu Jinhe looked at her shy look and felt a little confused. However, she thought Amei was nervous, so she didn't pay attention. Instead, she asked Yu Zhuo, "What will we eat later?"

"Fried lotus root flour balls, roasted squab, boiled cabbage..." Yu Zhuo's tone became slightly colder again, "What else do you want to eat?"

"No more! These are all my favorite foods."

"What does your friend like to eat?" Yu Zhuo asked again.

Amei didn't expect to be asked this question. She recalled the good things she had eaten over the years. The most delicious one was actually the piece of sesame cake that Yu Jinhe gave her yesterday. However, I'm afraid these won't be on the table. She said quietly, "No, No, please feel free.”

Yu Zhuo nodded slightly and told the butler, "Go down and prepare. Make more medicinal meals."

The butler said yes.

"The imperial doctor is here, let him take a look at your wound." Yu Zhuo pinched her shoulder with his hand and said in a dissatisfied tone, "You have lost weight. Eat more later. I have some chores to do, be good." .”

Yu Jinhe nodded obediently.

After Yu Zhuo finished speaking, he looked at her deeply, then turned and left.

Amei looked at his back dreamily, unable to recover for a long time. She touched her wrist and felt an unprecedented warmth.

Yu Jinhe waved his hand in front of her several times without her noticing. Finally she asked, "What are you doing? Looking at my dad like that."

Amei immediately looked away like a thief who had been caught red-handed, and said hurriedly, "Nothing."

"Then let's go." Yu Jinhe didn't really understand the way to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he didn't stay here long, so he hired a maid.